Psalms 30
1 For the end, a Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will exalt you, O Lord; for you have lifted me up, and not caused mine enemies to rejoice over me.
Aw Bawipa, nang ce ni zoeksang vang nyng, nang ing a dungnaak hun awhkawng nik dawk nawh ka qaalkhqi kak khan awh amik kaw am qep sak hyk ti.
2 O Lord my God, I cried to you, and you did heal me.
Aw Bawipa ka Khawsa, qeenaak thoeh doena kak khy awh ce nang ing ni qoei sak hyk ti.
3 O Lord, you have brought up my soul from Hades, you have delivered me from [amongst] them that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
Aw Bawipa, phyi ak khui awhkawng nik dawk tiksaw; lawk-kqawng khuina ceh sak kaana nim hlyn hyk ti. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing to the Lord, you his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.
Nangmih ak thlangciimkhqi aw, Bawipa venawh laa sa lah uh: ang ming caih ce kyihcah lah uh.
5 For anger is in his wrath, but life in his favour: weeping shall wait for the evening, but joy shall be in the morning.
Ak kawsonaak taw kawlkalh ca doeng awh ni, cehlai a zeelnaak taw hqing khui dy aham awm hy; cimthan awh ning kqang hly mai hlai hy, mymcang awh zeelnaak law tlaih hy.
6 And I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
Kang ngaih a ding tloek awh ce “am tat qoe tikawng” ti nyng.
7 O Lord, in your good pleasure you did add strength to my beauty: but you did turn away your face, and I was troubled.
Aw Bawipa, kak khan awh nak kaw a zeel awh, ka tlang ce ak cak na dyih sak hyk ti; cehlai na haai na thuh awhtaw ngaihang tum na awm hqoeng nyng.
8 To you, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make supplication.
Aw Bawipa, nang ni ka nik khy; Bawipa venawh qeennaak thoeh doena khy nyng.
9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to destruction? Shall the dust give praise to you? or shall it declare your truth?
Ka seetnaak ingkaw lawk-kqawng khuina ka cehnaak ve nang aham hawihkhangnaak ikaw a awm? Dekvai ing nang ce anik kyih hly nu?
10 The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.
Aw Bawipa ngai law nawhtaw, nim qeen lah; Aw Bawipa kai anik bawmkung na awm law lah.
11 You have turned my mourning into joy for me: you have tore off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
Kang kqangnaak ve lamnaak na coeng law sak hyk ti; nang ing dipche kang byng ve ni khoe pe nawh zeelnaak ing ni sing hyk ti.
12 that my glory may sing praise to you, and I may not be pierced [with sorrow]. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you for ever.
Kak kawlung ing a awm dym kaana laa sa kaw, Aw Bawipa ka Khawsa, na venawh kumqui dyna zeelnaak awi kqawn kawng.
